My Blasted Reincarnated Life Novels & Stories

A bolt of lightening strike illuminating the room for a few seconds and Uri glanced at the person in front of her. A burned face___his right cheek was badly burned till his lip corner. Veins visible in that area. Extreme grey lifeless eyes thowing spades of hatred___cold & ruthless. Blayze was indeed a reincarnation of devil ! "Aaahh !" Uri tried to snap but Blayze pinned her by holding her wrists. Her heart sank further in despair her husband was cold & ruthless she knew. But he was ugly in addition. Another bolt of lightening laughed at her condition and Blayze whispered in her ear emphasizing every single word.

As the news broadcast reported a random serial killing near my residential complex, I knew—I had been reborn once again. In my first life, my husband insisted on going out in the middle of a snowstorm to buy weapons for self-defense. I locked every door and window, waiting at home, anxiety clawing at my chest. I never imagined the killer could pick locks. Before I could even react, a blade plunged into me, and I died on the couch. In my second life, I didn't hesitate. I hid in a concealed storage room, holding my breath. But the door was still pulled open. A man wearing a rabbit mask stared straight at me. "Found you," he said. In my third life, I ran to the police station. I rushed ins

“Run!” The blast hit before we could move. The shockwave hurled us all off our feet. I landed hard, the wind knocked out of me, but through the haze I saw him. Ethan—reborn. His skin shimmered with the same faint blue that pulsed from the core, his eyes no longer human. He looked… complete. Liam groaned, pulling himself to his feet, gun in hand. “You’re supposed to be dead.” Ethan smiled faintly. “Death is an old word for what I’ve become.”

“Have you ever wondered why SEO has operated for over the centuries under the radar? Because they’re the best. And you’re an agent for what? A year? Don’t blame yourself.” “Why did I come back without memory?” “Amelia, you’re not reincarnated. You’re reborn.” “Aren’t they the same?” “Reincarnation is a rebirth of a soul to another body. In your case—” “I’m still me without memory.” “Yes. Since you’re a part angel, the only way for you to live again is to sacrifice a life.” “You sacrificed someone for me to come back?” I was more horrified. “That’s not right.”

"This isn't an illusion. It's reincarnation." Holding his hand, she tightened her grip slightly and explained to him patiently, word by word, her voice soft but clear, piercing the fog of time and untying the doubts in his heart: "In the calamity at Ethereal Lumin Hold, you protected the sect, and your soul was gravely damaged. But you fell into reincarnation, carrying the memories of your previous life—reincarnation and rebirth."

Betty said, being very curious. “We have all been sisters in our prior lives, and Blake was always to be our husband. He is the reincarnation of____ AGH____IT HURTS!” Koran suddenly yelled as a shooting pain came to her head. Everyone was concerned over Koran’s sudden attack and forgot to be curious about who Blake was in his past life. Koran lay on one of the beds with a cool towel over her forehead while Blake looked over her condition. He heard her yell out, rushed into the cabin, and was beside her before she passed out. Getting the situation from the women, Blake laid her on the bed to rest and stayed by her side.

Blythe grimaces at this, turning his face away, not wanting to be rude but…not liking that idea. “Or we could reincarnate him,” Life says, shrugging. “With his memories intact. That way –“ “Could I –“ Blythe interrupts, shifting his gaze back to the Goddess before him. His eye go wide when he realizes that he just interrupted a deity, though, and he drops his gaze. “Ask, child,” Life says quietly, encouraging. “I wish to hear your thoughts.” Blythe takes a deep breath, preparing himself to speak.

"That's impossible... I saw him..." "Saw what?" I pushed the door open and walked into the office. Gauze was still wrapped around my forehead, but my eyes were clear. "Saw my father and I trapped in the fire?" Senna's head snapped up, her eyes filled with disbelief. "You... How..." I let out a cold laugh and came to a stop beside Maggie. "Senna, did you think getting a second life meant you could do whatever you wanted? Too bad. This time around, I came back too."

The alert tones and Sadie's shouting blurred together, filling the car. Then the brakes hit. "Get out." Sadie threw the door open, came around to my side, and yanked me out by the arm. "Acting like you're better than us. Who do you think you are?" I didn't fight her. I stumbled, my knee slamming into the rough ground. Pain shot up my leg, and tears stung my eyes. But I was alive. This time, I was alive. Lillian got out right after and took my phone. She tapped through a few screens, changed the destination, and marked the trip complete. Then she held the phone up, smiling sweetly.

Then a painful whistling sound is heard, as if the Angel of Death is swinging his scythe. Boom! A massive explosion hits from the disposal pipe. A devastating wave of heat throws me against the concrete wall. My body aches and goes numb. I can’t feel anything. My skin starts to shrivel and burn. Amid the flames licking around me, I simply close my eyes in surrender. God... if I can come back. I’ll make sure they experience a hell hotter than this... ... ... ... “Hah!!” I jolt awake, gasping for breath, as if my lungs are still filled with black smoke.